Title: Diamonds

Author: f.f. lindy

Date: 3/03

Rating: G

Spoilers: The Unnatural

Disclaimer: Consider this disclaimed

Feedback: Read over and over again, it never stops being fun to read nice things about yourself. The not so nice ones go to improving myself (except the ones that yell at me for writing MSR, I usually delete them, grumble grumble) vmf2004115@yahoo.com

Archiving: Pretty please

Authors notes: For just in case there aren't enough fics with baseball references, here's another.

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I walked out onto the baseball diamond, the same one Mulder had taught me to play baseball in that night. I'll never forget that night. It was the first time I was with Mulder, it was the night we became a couple, the night that I admitted my life was looking up, and that I loved that man. It was the night we promised ourselves to each other, if only for a while. It was nearly two years later that I arrived back in that same baseball diamond on a similar evening. He'd left me a note in my apartment.

Scully- Meet me at home plate where it all began. 8:30. -Fox Mantle

So, it was 8:30 and there I was. I turned around when I heard a car pull up behind me. Mulder hopped out and walk towards me. He took my hands and led me to the middle of the diamond. "It was this diamond that helped me to tell you that I love you. It took bringing you to this diamond for us to finally be together. They say diamonds are one of the hardest, strongest structures, and it took this one to tell you my deepest secret. It worked. I thought since this diamond worked so well to earn your love, this one couldn't hurt tonight." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a ring, a diamond ring. "Marry me Scully."

I stopped breathing and stared at him in shock. My mouth hung open but nothing came out. I was hardly conscious when I collapsed. He caught me and held me until I regained my balance. I cried. I cried like a mad woman. It was the rise and fall of his chest against mine that reminded me to breathe. He was still supporting me when I finally found a tiny voice under my crying that found the word I needed. "Yes," It was a choked little sigh between spouts of tears and my conscious effort to breathe. He kissed my cheek softly and hushed my tears, he held me forever. Letting me cry into him. Letting me catch my breath and my feet. When I was finally ready to support myself again he kept an arm wrapped around my waist, afraid that my legs would fall out from under me again. He slipped the ring on my finger and I looked down on it. I felt another tiny rush but kept myself stable. My tears had finally seized. "If you're kidding I'm gonna kick your ass." I sniffled.

"No, sweetheart, I'm not kidding." He said it softly into my ear. "I love you so much."

"I love you too."

And that was it. All those years, all that time, and that was it. Every comment he'd made, every night we'd spent together, it all boiled down to a diamond, well, actually two.